Read Vasiliki's story below to get an idea of what we are talking about! As seen from her own version of the story...
On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays we get a carton of orange juice and a pint of milk, but one Monday morning I went out and I saw that my orange juice wasn't there. It was only the milk. I thought the milkman's forgotten to deliver the orange juice.
On Tuesday, I got up the same time as the milkman comes to our house. When he came I told him:
"Hey, why did you forget to deliver the orange juice yesterday?"
"I delivered it, sir" he said.
"No, you didn't!"
"I remember that I delivered it" he said again.
"It wasn't there when I came to take it."
So I got another one off him.

I was waiting for hours when I saw the milkman run to my house really fast! He was ready to take my orange juice when at the same time I jumped out and I told him "So you're the thief! I'll call the police!"
"Please, not the police! Not again! I have been to prison four times for the same reason!" he said .
"It's too late now, orange juice thief!" I said.
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